Nicole joined in shortly thereafter, kissing me about the face and shoulders, sliding her breasts across my chest as she inched methodically down my a...bdomen. She paused to lick my nipples while she kicked her legs out from beneath the soft white sheets, and I lay there, absorbing the pleasure of her caress as Jennifer continued to massage my balls with her lips and tongue. In time Nicole reached my groin and she and Jennifer engaged in a brief pitched battle for control of my cock. Eventually. My favorite friend is Tim. Tim is mid 40, a successful executive. We went to the same college. I'm ten years his junior. Tim is a bear of a man. Six foot tall, 235 pounds, he has a huge set of balls that I admire greatly and a nice thick flaccid cock. His cock head is slightly hooded and it looks like it would get to be golf balls size. I remember one day when it was crowded and he had to get undressed right next to my face. I stared so intently at that magnificent set of testicles. The sack is. A battle of moisture and nails. A battle of tongues and flesh. Thrusts between your silk legs. Echoes of our panting. Our obscene act in a white room. Your beautiful soft round breasts moving freely against the square boring but strong tiles. Your nails in my back, making me almost curse the room with my ruby blood. My strong hand around your obedient neck, making your almost ruby head clash with the walls. Every little drop helped the tower thrust inside the cave. Every intense mix of warm. “Did Mom say when that would be?”“With all the little ones, we probably want to do something a bit before six. She brought the turkey over yesterday and they are coming over at noon. We’ll get the turkey in the oven and then work on everything else.” Kelly had a bit of a wild-eyed look to her and was glancing around the kitchen nervously.I went over to her and wrapped my arms around her. “Will you calm down? It’s Thanksgiving with the Reapers, not a state dinner with the royal family! Everybody.